Having flown my first Hampden this morning, I am feeling rather pleased with myself, particularly as I am flying it again at 6.30 this evening.
I flew for an hour looking over the shoulder of my staff pilot, and learning the cockpit drill, and then went solo for an hour.
There is a lot more to think about than in an Anson, but when you have learnt the order in which to “pull things”, it is quite easy.
You have to get used to coming in to land at 120 mph, instead of 70 as on an Anson.
It is grand to see the air speed indicator drifting around the 200 mark when cruising, and to see +5½ lbs boost pressure on the take-off.
Wizard things altogether, except that the aerodrome is only just big enough to take them.
Cheerio, love to mother and the boys,